Hope.

At school there was always a lot of talk about how "broken" we all are, and while there is some truth to this, insofar as we are all touched by original sin and have particular struggles in our lives, I have always been frustrated by this mentality. People who talk about being "broken" often fall into one of two categories: those who think that people who are broken need to be fixed and go back to the way they were, and those who believe that we need to leave our brokenness behind and just move on. 

There is something wrong with both viewpoints. Maybe we are "broken", maybe that's what we can call that terrible unwavering temptation we battle everyday with varying success, but if we are broken we can't simply be fixed. We can't just glue together the pieces and be good as new. Because we aren't... we're better. We're new, we're different. We "break" like muscles, not china vases. With each little break and a lot of God's grace, we are built back up into something stronger than what we were before. Each sorrow, each sin, each trial, when properly treated as the opportunity for growth that it is, only serves to transform us into stronger, deeper, wiser people than we were before. 

And so we cannot, nor should we attempt to, return to our previous state or pretend that nothing ever happened. Something did happen, and maybe it was terrible, awful, no-good, and even very very bad, but somehow it changed us, and we must embrace that (there's really nothing else you can do anyway, so you might as well make the best of it) and allow ourselves to be transformed. And we will be. It might be difficult to see, especially for yourself (it's ever so much easier to see good things working in other people's lives), but the change is there. If you know anything about the Romantic movement in literature, you know what I mean when I say that the person who allows himself to be transformed by such experiences becomes sublimely beautiful. 

So don't despair... we're all mad here, and it's a beautiful, growing, fabulous madness.

PS- for anyone who knows what I mean, think back to the muscle reference and laugh... *poof*

The glory of God is man fully alive!

What would you do if you knew you could not fail?

Here are some things I would do to start off with:

Write a book or two.
Become fluent in German, Spanish, French, Italian, Dutch, Latin, and every form of English that has ever existed.
Go sailing.
Learn to play saxophone and Spanish guitar.
Dance salsa, cha-cha, rumba, waltz (Viennese and regular), lindy-hop and various types of swing.
Archery.
Sword-fighting (like knights or soldiers,  not fencing).

Given enough time (and money), I'm sure I could do all of these things. I bet there are lots of things you would like to do as well. So what's stopping us?!?

Fear. Fear of failure, fear of imperfection.

Do you know what? Fear is the only thing that can stop you from living. Death can't even do it on his own, he has to employ fear of the unknown to really kill us. Death is really just the beginning of the next great adventure, but fear... fear stops us in our tracks. Fear can paralyze us to the point of indecision and stagnation, inducing a state of inertia which is nigh impossible to resist. But resist it we must, for a life lived in fear is no life at all, it is mere existence.

I have resolved to stop just existing and really live! It is very difficult to take risks and do anything without knowing and accepting the exact consequences, but I am determined to do so (within reasonable bounds of course; I don't have a death wish). Courage. Courage is not the absence of fear, but taking action in spite of it. I must take courage. We must all take courage. Each and every single day should be an exercise in courage, in knowing all the excuses we could make, all the things that could stop us from succeeding, and making the attempt anyway. Sure, there will be times when we fail. We can't do everything after all. But I am 100% sure that there will be so many more times we will succeed! Almost all the things I haven't done are not undone because of failure, but because I never even tried to do them in the first place!

So this is my resolution: to live. You should join  me.

“I plead with you--never, ever give up on hope, never doubt, never tire, and never become discouraged. Be not afraid.” 

“Have no fear of moving into the unknown. Simply step out fearlessly knowing that I am with you, therefore no harm can befall you; all is very, very well. Do this in complete faith and confidence.” 

~Blessed Pope John Paul II

First Post

Well, I had a *brilliant* idea for a first post, but after going through all the tedious necessities that one must go through to set up a blog, I have forgotten it. It was probably something nice and philosophical explaining the title of the blog and how life is an adventure, et cetera, et cetera.  Instead I suppose I could explain the point of this blog, since all things should really have a point, and this one, in fact, does.

"What is the point?" you might ask. "Why am I here reading these random thoughts when I could be doing ______, ______ or ______ (insert activities you normally avoid by browsing around the internet here)?"  Well really I'm just writing here because I miss writing, I want to keep up writing, and I keep being inspired to write (unfortunately for you, I tend to forget these inspirations well before pen and paper or a computer become available to me).  I believe that every written thing should be intended for an audience (there are those who claim some things should be written just for the sake of being written, but they are probably the authors of the lamest of 'artsy' works). Things can be written for certain types of people, for specific acquaintances or friends, or even for oneself. I like to write letters to God. But this here is for you. All you lovely people (assuming you exist) who just  might take a liking to something I might think up. And whether you like it or not, please feel free to comment so that I don't feel like I'm just writing to myself publicly. Because that is weird.  Almost as weird as talking to yourself, or your computer, or phone, or car, or book, or any other uncooperative inanimate object at hand.

ANYWAY, I sincerely hope that inspiration returns to me in time for the next post, because otherwise I fear that you all will be very bored, and possibly confused. I would like to warn you in advance (if you haven't already noticed) that I am probably overfond (all right, let's admit it-- addicted to) of parentheses and ellipses (those three little dots in a row, supposed to mark a place where material has been left out, but commonly used to denote a long pause. A period could be used instead, but it just feels too staccato sometimes). I apologize.

Here is a little excerpt from the song that inspired the title of this blog (sorry, I switch gears completely and without warning quite frequently. I hope you don't get motion sickness): 
"It's far beyond the stars
it's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
my heart will lead me there too"
What is far beyond the stars and near beyond the moon to which my heart, like Bobby Darin's, will lead me? Well in the original song it's his lady-love, but to me it's joy and beauty and truth and love and just all those things that make up Life. 


Oftentimes people will say that life is an adventure. I firmly believe this, and that it is our responsibility to remember this and treat it as such. However, many people seem to think that living life as an adventure means always seizing the moment and doing epic things. Sometimes life can be kind of boring or tedious, or just full of waiting. But if life gets that way, NEVER FEAR! Adventures are full of those kinds of moments! Those are the moments that lead up to the exciting bits, the ones that actually make the exciting bits exciting! If everything was always epic, epic would be normal. And then epic would be boring. 


So how do you treat life like the adventure that it is and also reconcile yourself to the less interesting parts of your adventure? Don't spend your life skipping from one high moment to the next. Embrace the journey. Own it. Every last little bit: the exciting parts, the boring parts, the fun parts, the sad parts, even the parts you forget. And mostly, just live. Be. Be ALIVE! As G.K. Chesterton (one of my all-time favorite authors) said, "The glory of God is man fully alive." Don't be a dead fish waiting for life's adventure to happen to you! Be marvelously and gloriously alive, and then you will see the wonder in every single breath.


Adventure is out there! Caw caw, rawr!


(if you don't recognize that, watch Up!)